Quotes About Intensity

The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it.

I am made only for passion; it is the temperature of love that I cannot endure. I am afraid, and I think it is death- everything but passion seems like death to me. Only in fever do I feel life.

The important thing is to set the passion free. The drama is everything, the cause of the drama nothing.

I care about everything. Emotionalism and sensibility are my quicksands.

She has to make the atmosphere boil.

Cuando miro tu rostro, quisiera dejarme llevar y compartir tu locura, que llevo dentro de mí como un secreto y no puedo seguir disimulando. Siento una aguda y pavorosa alegría. Es la alegría que se siente cuando se ha aceptado la muerte y la desintegración, una alegría más terrible y más profunda que la alegría de vivir, de crear

Her beauty drowned me. As I sat in front of her I felt that I would do anything mad for her, anything she asked of me. Henry faded. She was color, brilliance, strangeness.

Seine Augen waren blau vor Sehnsucht und wurden vor Schmerz und Auflehnung wieder schwarz. Er war ein Gewirr verschlungener Nerven, die ohne einen Kern der Ruhe nach allen Seiten vibrierten.

La amo por lo que se ha atrevido a ser, por su dureza, su crueldad, su egoísmo, su perversidad, su demoníaca fuerza destructora. Me aplastaría sin la menor vacilación. Se trata de una personalidad llevada al límite. Adoro el valor con que hiere y estoy dispuesta a sacrificarme a él. Sumará mi ser al suyo. Será June más todo lo que yo contengo.

I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously. For example now, I hate the bank and everything connected with it. I also hate Dutch paintings, penis-sucking, parties, and cold rainy weather. But I am more preoccupied with loving.

I like the hungry wat she looks at me

I like the hungry way she looks at me

Nevoia de a creÈ™te È™i de a tr?i intens e atât de puternic? în mine, încât nu-i pot rezista. Voi lucra, îmi voi iubi soÈ›ul, dar m? voi împlini.

My desire wandered—I became all desire and warmth.

It was unreal because I live only in the depths. When I come to the surface for pleasure, I don't live. I live only in passion, pain, depths, darkness. But I try to breathe above of the deep ocean of sensation.

I thought how much this meant to me, and that it was what I really felt about D. H. Lawrence, and that it was the darkness which attracted me . . . don't you think it ‹ so about Lawrence?

En mí todo es o bien adoración y pasión, o bien lástima y comprensión. Raramente odio, si bien, cuando lo hago, odio atrozmente.

Su belleza me embargó. Mientras permanecía sentada frente a ella, me di cuenta de que sería capaz de hacer cualquier locura por aquella mujer, lo que me pidiera. Henry se desvaneció. Ella era el color, la brillantez, lo extraño.

Anaïs, I can't say much now—I am in a fever.

She would crush me to ashes without hesitation...She will add the sum of me to her. She will be June, plus all that I contain.

Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously

El impulso de crecer y de vivir intensamente es tan imperioso en mí que me es imposible resistirme a él

But listen, I must finish Lawrence, Joyce & Proust. It's driving me nuts. I feel like a slacker. I'll spit them out alive, if necessary. I'm screwed up to a frenzy. Vino, vino . . . I wish I had the taste for it. Vino isn't strong enough. It's blood I want. Henry

Entre pelea y pelea somos intensamente felices. Infierno y paraíso a un tiempo. Somos a la vez libres y esclavos. En ocasiones parecía que supiésemos que la única atadura que puede unirnos es el frenesí, idéntica intensidad que entre amantes y queridas.